I am so excited to kick off our Women’s History Month Celebrations by honoring the person who I have to thank for bringing me into this world! My mom! 💜
You can probably imagine that I could go on and on about my mom for hours, but I will spare you and only share some highlights and special reflections instead! 😄
My mom was born in Tartu, Estonia, and emigrated to the U.S. after spending time in a refugee camp in Geislingen, Germany as a “Displaced Person” or DP (hmm… funny, those are my initials too!)❗
My maternal grandparents, Alide and Aleksander Kangur, were definitely strong and courageous – they traveled across the Atlantic by boat with their one and only daughter, who was a young adult at the time. It blows my mind to think about this at times…🚢
I’m certain that my mom’s experiences during her time in refugee camp and while transitioning to life in “America” – first as a newly arrived immigrant in Michigan and later as a college student at Vassar in Poughkeepsie, NY – shaped and molded her in significant ways! 🎓
Although she majored in Chemistry at Vassar and her first job was working at Dana Farber Cancer Institute in the lab of Dr. Edward J. Modest (link to a published article of hers here – https://www.researchgate.net/publication/9257750_24-Diaminopyrimidines_from_Dicyandiamide_III_Reaction_with_Monocyclic_Ketones_1-4), my mom was a creative at heart. 🎨
She was an accomplished pianist, choral singer and Estonian folk dancer!
While in refugee camp, she learned to paint on fine china and I have a collection of her work on display in my home! She had a very steady hand and an eye for color and details! Boy did she love painting flowers! 🥀
A source of great inspiration…
I’m pretty sure that my mom could do anything she set her mind to. She was quietly strong and determined. She had a quirky sense of humor! She was also a peacekeeper and neutralizer – for those who knew my dad, you know why! 🤣
Above all else, I know that my mom was my #1 “cheerleader” and supporter. She was the steady force, ever-present, during my childhood and young adult years. She was at every piano recital, many soccer games, and every single theater performance and choral performance I was in. 💛
My rock. My point of reference. My wise Estonian soul…
I miss her more than I could have ever imagined but her spirit and presence is felt daily and she continues to be my guiding light in everything I do. 🌠
I love you, mom!
In light and love,
P.S. When you’re done drying your tears – I’m not crying, you’re crying! – let me know how you’re celebrating your mom or special woman in your life in honor of Women’s History Month and International Women’s Day on March 8th!